What For ? – Poems by C. Mani

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  Translated by E. Annamalai   What For? 1. I didn’t come to rush to my office straight from home. I came to watch with fun, stopped and musing, like a boy sent to school...

Bharathiyar’s Poem – “Besought”

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Translated by Lekha Murali   Besought Why build an exquisite veena1, Only to be heedlessly cast-off into dust? Tell me O! Sivasakthi2 – You, (who) created me with a scintillating...

Bharathiyar Songs

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  Translated by A.K. Ramanujan   Wind Wind, come softly. Don’t break the shutters of the windows. Don’t scatter the papers. Don’t throw down the books on the shelf. There, look what...

Poems by A.Nasbullah

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  Translated by Sri N Srivatsa    God's Blessings Declining the great love of God with a frozen head hugging hard your fake operating systems technology, mind filled with sea rock whenever you attempt to go...

Poems by A. Nasbullah

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  Translated by : Sri N Srivatsa    The Mountain Eaters I cross a rivulet and reach the valley where you live. You are eating a mountain. Realising that the mountain is not enough to satiate...

Poems by A. Nasbullah

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  Translated by Latha Ramakrishnan   The Word From the word ‘Text’ I or We leave apart. Some leave this word for ever Some go separate for the time being and then entwine themselves with...

Poems by Anar

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  Translated by Rajesh Subramanian   The Blue Kiss The kiss, flies around like a strange blue bird. Have not you seen during my most unique and inquisitive moments the blue lightning...

Two Poems – By Atmanaam

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  Translated by Karthik   Alms Become a beggar Ask for alms Beseech,beg – Louder ! Not as far as the street corner Your voice should cross the Infinite space The food for...

Poems by S. Vaidheeswaran

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    The City Walls The city walls lie Inert as snakes. The poster skins Often expand and turn brittle. The walls, still and erect, Citified snakes that they are, Peel off their...

Two Poems by S. Vaidheeswaran

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  Translated by Ashokamitran   I too like the elephant The moment I hear the chimes at the end of the street I know it is Saturday. Shouts of joy all through the...

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